Stupid Wife - Remake (Camren)

Crazy dream (1)

Camila Cabello's Point Of View

My head was throbbing again, it felt like once again my body had been hit by a truck or I was having one of those hangovers. I felt my body heavy. Completely sore and unwell. I could easily say that one of those viruses had gotten to me, but it wouldn't make sense. I remember I went to bed feeling fine.

What the fuck was that dream last night?

I confess that I've already had a lot of weird dreams, but yesterday's surpassed even the one where I was a panda with a gigantic ass and with a unicorn horn.

Yup, I've already dreamed about that.

I opened my eyes and regretted it right away, because the strong light of the room bothered my eyes. I closed them again instantly, quickly cussing Karla mentally. Surely she must've come here and left the light on. I want to know when she's going to stop with that stupid habit. I got up from the bed with my eyes half closed and walked into the bathroom, starting to take off all my clothes.

What time is it now?

When the hot water fell down my body, I moaned in satisfaction. It was all I needed. A relaxing and very long shower. I opened my left eye and looked for the soap. Since when is this shit blue? It was orange yesterday. Fucking Karla! I'm sure this is her fault. That girl needs to stop invading my space. That was one of the reasons why dad decided to give each one of us our own bathroom, just to avoid conflicts. She must respect my personal space. I rubbed the soap in my hands, making lather, to then put it back in the soap dish. Then I ran my hands with the lather on my body.

First on my hips, then my belly, and then I moved up to my... Wait a minute!

I widened my eyes and looked down. I was startled.

"Oh my God, I have big boobs! I have huge boobs!" I was in disbelief to be honest. Since when do I have such big and soft breasts? "Fuck! What the fuck is this? Am I still dreaming?"

I was startled and hypnotized at the same time. If this is a dream, I don't want to wake up now. It's great to have such nice breasts. I kept massaging them with my hands and sighing. God, this feels good. I squeezed my nipples between my thumbs and forefingers and tugged. Wow. Heavenly!

It feels so good.

I was about to moan when I heard the door being opened. I widened my eyes and released my imaginary breasts, not so imaginary now. I turned towards the door instinctively, but I immediately regretted it and became even more incredulous. It couldn't be true.

"What are you doing here?" Lauren opened and closed her mouth a few times, her gaze was fixed on my naked body, and I immediately realized that the most disgusting being in the world was seeing me naked. My cheeks blushed and I tried to cover myself as best as I could. "Lauren! Get out of here, you stupid!"

I wanted to yell at her and cuss her, but I was too embarrassed to do it. Did she see me massaging my breasts? Oh my God, I will never be able to look her in the face again. Although that isn't bad at all.

I don't want to have to look at her anyways.

"I-I... Okay." Defeated and crestfallen, she turned around and left the bathroom.

I thought I'd have at least some privacy, but she came back. I got angry again and was about to order her to leave, but I saw that she had only come back to leave a change of clothes for me. I huffed and shook my head, this girl is going crazy. I want to know who was the idiot that let her in my house. I mean, I hope this is my house.